Lament

by Georg Trakl

Sleep and death, the dark eagles
thrashing about the long night of this skull:
glacial waves of Infinity
devour the golden face
of the mob. On grim reefs
the body, dull purple, is shattered,
and the dark voice of the deserted
wails over the ocean.
Sister of stormful sadness,
see it there!—the boat trembles, then sinks
beneath the stars,
the voiceless mask of night.